Fat Joe F Big Pun Cuban Link Triple Seis Bet Ya Man Can`t Triz Lyrics

Bet Ya Man Can`t Triz Lyrics

Fat Joe] 

 Blam! 

 Bang bang baby! 

 Yeah, Terror Squad style 

 Trizzie, check it out now 

  

 [Cuban Link] 

 Yo, I'm rated X in sex, I flex like Lex Lugor 

 So who's next to scooped up by this roughneck from Cuba? 

 We do maneuvers like Super Dave, always with a group of babes 

 Sayin "Mami's out" like Sugar Ray 

 Cause Cuban Link don't play miss, I flip and do some strange [shit] 

 witchu like hit you with the whips and chains, check it 

 I get you naked like I'm mystic, cause this [dick] is 

 thick as a brick, raw with big [balls] that bend it 

 Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie 

 Let this lyrical guy, scoop and dive right between your thighs 

 I satisfy like a Snickers bar, cause I'm the pick-up artist 

 that'll stick you quicker than the spic the strength of God 

 My repoitoire holds a four star performance with all women 

 Hittin more skins than Alec Baldwin 

 You're fallin in love and you can't get up 

 Now check the cut, I stripped ya, now you can't strut, word up 

  

 Chorus: Big Pun 

  

 Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?) 

 He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little 

 Bet ya man can't do it like that (like that?) 

 I make you scream papa (you the best dada!) 

  

 Chorus 

  

 [Fat Joe] 

 Yeah, uh, uh, yo 

 Paradin in the Palladium, all eyes on my presence 

 Poppin the Crist', sportin the chick straight out of Essence 

 Word up, patch thug, three quarter front Polo jiggy 

 Be like 'Who is he, lookin like a grizzly?' 

 While your girl watch me, you're busy drink pissy 

 Wanna lay your love, but your love wanna kiss me, huh 

 I got a fly team, me and my guys gleam like high beams 

 Makin the killin off of fiends with pipe dreams 

 It might seem, like I'm conceited with the cream talk 

 But I got the kind of green that could bribe a Supreme Court 

 And when we talk, the whole world listen 

 Turn your back to T.S. for one second and find your girl missin 

  

 [Big Pun] 

 Baby make me holla, take it off, I give you dolla 

 We can party til manana ain't nobody gotta know Donna 

 Word to Allah, give me some Mississippi massana 

 I'll be in the sauna, troopin the naga like the chupacabra 

 Cool it mama, you gettin too hot, bust a shot 

 Boo-yaa!  Rub it up and down like my oo-wops 

 Oohs yah, show me your dirty dance 

 The way you work the pants make any man wanna jerk his grands 

  

 Chorus 

  

 [Triple Seis] 

 Yo, my [shit's] official like it in you like, Keith Murray 

 Bury my beef, gettin your sweet cherry every week if necessary 

 I'm very nasty like Nas, did you ask me? 

 Pass me those [ass]cheeks and I'll bring you joy like BlackSTREET 

 In the backseat of my Jeep, we can chill 

 or Creep like TLC but don't sleep, I keep it real 

 What the deal mami, you wanna feel on my steel salami? 

 Come and try me, I'll sign my name all over your punani 

  

 [Cuban Link] 

 C'mon mami, you comin with me 

 All night in my tub drinkin Hennessey 

 Gettin lied up with your thighs up, I'm a surpriser 

 when I rise up, inside her 

 Yippie kay yay, I'ma ride her, and guide her 

 Straight to the triz, where we goin, straight to the crib 

 Pun in here and Cuban and Seis, you know what time it is 

 Soon as we walk in the crib, let's get biz 

  

 TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ TRIZ (oahkayyy!) 

  

 Chorus: Big Pun 

  

 Since ya man can't do it like Link (like Link?) 

 He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little 

 Bet ya man can't do it like Seis (like Seis?) 

 I make you scream papa (you the best dada!) 

  

 Bet ya man can't do it like Crack (like Crack?) 

 He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little 

 Bet ya man can't do it like Pun (like Pun?) 

 I make you scream papa (you the best bana!) 

  

 Bet ya man can't do it like Link (like Link?) 

 He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little 

 Bet ya man can't do it like Seis (like Seis?) 

 I make you scream papa (you the best dada!) 

  

 Bet ya man can't do it like Crack (like Crack?) 

 He can't work the middle, cause his thing too little 

 Bet ya man can't do it like Pun (like Pun?) 

 I make you scream papa -- adios mama